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already,
however.
    Gora looked down at her
feet. She had to tell him.
    “ I need you, Owlbert, and
Hitbear to –“
    “ Hitbear? He really went
with that name?!” laughed Owlbert in an annoyingly loud way in an
attempt to ruffle Hitbear’s feathers. “Vas he do? Just hit
peoples?”
    Hitbear did not hear the
laughter as he was fully involved into his strategy to help Gora
defeat her tormentors. He was mostly doing it for himself, though,
as he wanted to return to the greatness – as he put it in his own
mind – of his past life.
    “ Yes, he chose Hitbear.”
Gora’s eyes went cross-eyed momentarily at Owlbert’s reprisal of
Hitbear’s name. She quite liked the name Hitbear. “Anyhow, the
reason you and Hitbear are here is that you both were alive during
the most trying times of humanity.” She walked closer to Owlbert.
“Sure, Hitbear was a large reason why those times were difficult,
but shouldn’t we hold our friends close and our enemies
closer?”
    Owlbert blinked slowly
several times. He clicked his beak several times again.
    Tick, clack, tick, clack,
tick, clack.
    Gora stared at Owlbert
realizing he may not have fully understood what she meant. “He
helped kill millions of people – it was fucking disgusting what he
did, and what he tried to do to even more people, but we need a
monster to help defeat greater monsters that have risen up –
monsters that have tormented me, and monsters that have the ability
to torment ninety percent of civilization! – if they wanted to at
least. I am not happy I resorted to resurrecting one of the most
notorious human beings of all time, but I will be damned if I don’t
make him useful and make him be an agent of good this time
around.”
    Owlbert cheeped, “A vise
girl indeed! I vill do anything that ist necessary to help du –
even to vork vith the vicious beast that pores over your maps. Eh,
vat else do I have to do in this world, frau, uh?” Owlbert laughed
uncomfortably.
    “ Gora; call me
Gora.”
    “ I am yours, Frau Gora,”
smiled Owlbert.
    Hitbear coughed in the
distance and rubbed his stub arm. Victory was the only thing on his
mind.

Chapter 5
    Why Us?
    It had been a quiet few
days for the beasts and their creator, Gora. Tensions were still
being worked out amongst the two creatures being brought into the
world, but they dropped most of their animosity that may have had
during their past lives toward one another. Albeit, they were still
trying to sort out their past lives and the extra information Gora
had forcefully pumped into them.
    Little fights occasionally
broke out.
    “ You fucking gypsy bird – a
militaristic strategy will do us better than some scientific
experiment that will take up more time and probably won’t work!”
Hitbear snarled loudly at Owlbert. “Strategy over science, strategy
over science, strategy over science,” thought Hitbear. “We need
something for the HERE and NOW! Make haste, bird!”
    “ Du misunderstands zee
importance of science, bear!” said Owlbert with a precise tongue
but strong accent. “Du are alive now because of science! Not some
daft… some daft strategy!”
    “ I understand science – I
even love it, I think - but I love military action more because it
will help us win our missions now . Not later. Not after some
bullshit science experimenting, all the science to create us has
been completed already. E = MC-who-cares?” Hitbear mocked Owlbert
by pretending to be a dainty bird flocking its feathers, which made
him look more foolish than mockful of Owlbert.
    The beasts growled at one
another. An owl growling is a peculiar sound that is reminiscent of
a fat man snoring.
    Gora, her face in a book
covering the topic of the aerodynamics of flightless birds
titled Dodos, Ostriches, Penguins and Other
Flightless Birds That Can Be Successful ,
finally decided to step between the two beast men and their petty
argument.
    “ Boys, boys, boys – let’s
cool it now, eh? You are both right and you are both